Coryxkenshin Social Blade Novels & Stories

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

Then I hurried to Kuroyuki, who was maintain the wall from the silhouettes. "Kuroyuki— is that what I think it is…?" I asked. "…They— are us," Kuroyuki answered. The silhouettes are August (sword silhouette), Blaze (armbar silhouette), Kuroyuki (spear silhouette), Persia (black card silhouette), Rumelia (black string silhouette) and Kronos (black bullets silhouette). "They are one person short— so it's me who's not in there, huh. What is the meaning of this…?"

The man with the long sword ran to him as quickly as he could and was forcing his sword to stab the neck of the man in front of him. Lixien stepped up and took the sword he was resolute in holding using her power and she held it blade with her index finger and middle finger. The sword shook and the blade crumbled into pieces. Suddenly, in the middle of the commotion, the soldiers who didn’t sense her presence, kneeled and shouted. “May you live in longevity and may the god bless you, Your Majesty; the Empress.”

I couldn’t stop staring, even though I knew it was obvious. “Lucy,” Blake said, his voice low but carrying across the small group. “This is some of the crew.” They nodded, murmured hellos, and I forced a polite, shaky smile. Some were tall, broad, faces marked with tattoos and scars; others looked younger, eager, testing. I could feel their curiosity like heat pressing down on me, and I tensed. One man, a tall guy with a neatly trimmed beard and arms like tree trunks, stepped forward. “Heard about you from Blake. Didn’t expect him to bring someone out here.”

But the next instant, the carriage driver attacked Blake. “Full Bloom Sword.” The carriage Driver said, and a sword skill developed before Blake. It was a sneak attack, but with Blake’s Divine Qi manifesting into armor and a sword solidified in his hand, he countered the slash, stopping it from cutting Blake in the chest. “Look, I know we got off on the wrong foot, but you don’t have to do this,” Blake said and stepped back; he didn’t want to hurt him, seeing he was part of the Chai family and it would probably make Xuanlu upset in losing a fellow member.

I was facing Deep Cut, the new group from Splatoon 3, “damn Corona, after I save all characters here in my sanctuary, you and I will have our reckoning” I said grabbing out my X-Blade. Frye, Shiver and Big Man put on their masks “talking them out is out of the question, I have to fight them, I have no other choice” I said. Shiver taps her communicator “Corona, this is Shiver speaking. We just encountered Inkcanius and he’s about to fight us” she said. “Good, I’m getting sick and tired of him destroying my plans, kill him” said Corona from the other side. I watch as Eels slither and coil around Frye’s arms and legs, next Shiver got on her shark while Big Man jumps in the ink, I get in my batt

With extreme fear, Delilah shook her head vigorously as she pleaded, "Tristan, it's me, Lila! What are you…" A scream echoed through the air as he slapped her harshly across the face. He inserted the dagger between her thighs, his tone frosty as he asked, "Was this what you did to my child?" With each word Tristan spoke, his voice grew quieter. Soon, all that could be heard were Delilah's faint gasps. The live stream flickered with static, but the ban still hadn't been enforced. I felt a chill down my spine as I met his eyes on-screen.

“This is perfectly safe” A few nervous laughs followed, shallow and unsure. “The swords have been equipped with non-lethal composite tips,” she explained, motioning toward the rounded, dark ends—elegant, polished, deceptively harmless. “They won’t draw real blood… just bruised egos…and…reveal who deserves to wear a crown next to the goddess Inanna..” She smiled and my fists clenched more. “Each blade is pressure-sensitive. One clean hit is all it takes to register a strike.” She continued with a light tone.

"What about you? Don't just run your mouth. If you're so confident about the outcome of this fight, what are you willing to stake? I'll give you the chance to humiliate me." Thomas narrowed his eyes. "What do you want to bet?" he asked. He felt that something about the situation was slightly off, but he knew Cassian well. Even if Ashton managed to survive this killing blow, he would still die. Thomas also knew that Cassian hadn't yet revealed his full strength. Plus, this chance to humiliate Lawrence was something he had no intention of letting slip away. Lawrence said firmly, "Let's wager the legendary Sentinel Blade from your organization. What do you think? As for me, I'll stake the Sover

Samson said. He puts his phone on loud speaker and dropped it on the table to have a feel of the Night blade. Samson stood up and he unsheathed the sword right in front of Alicia who gulped. The handle of the long sword was a wooden-medieval gold cabinet but the blade was stark and stoic. It could cut through any metal, alloid or repel steel attacks plus the enchantments being installed made the sword more distopic.. "Boss, the Night blade should be installed into one of the mechanincal bots being structured here at Boneridge."